(The storyline is completely fictional, the official must not sit in the right seat, if there is any similarity, it is purely a coincidence)

Jing Hao arrived at the door of the school cafeteria, took out her wallet to buy sandwiches for lunch, only to find that her wallet was missing, and she rummaged through her backpack several times but couldn't find it. What can I do? I'm so hungry and want to eat, and besides, class is coming soon!

Fortunately, when I turned my head, I saw my roommate Li Ruoshi coming over, and Jing Hao hurriedly stepped forward to borrow 10 pounds from him and bought two sandwiches and a cup of hot black tea.

Li Ruoshi heard Jinghao say that her wallet was missing, so she was anxious for her and reminded her to be careful. He guessed that in addition to having money in your wallet, there must be a lot of various cards, not only bank cards, but also some school cards, such as student cards, library cards, and bus cards.

Ruoshi said: "I lost my wallet once and reissued all the lost cards, which is really troublesome." ”

Jing Hao was also anxious, but said: "It's okay, probably, probably lost in a classmate's house." Or maybe I forgot to bring it with us at home. ”

When I went back to my residence at night, I rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find my wallet, but I still didn't find it. She clutched up a stack of handouts and wondered "where the hell had put her purse?" as images emerged one by one in the rain during the day, and she wondered if she had really forgotten her purse at Harry's house. Email Harry? Suitable or not suitable?

She quickly flipped through the class schedule on her desk and confirmed that there were "small classes" for more than a dozen people the next day. If it was really left at Harry's house, hopefully he would be able to take his wallet back to school during his lessons. But if Harry doesn't have one, that's a real problem!

At night, in a postman's green wooden door, the light from the rice paper ball chandelier at the entrance of the living room was very soft, but not bright enough, and for some reason the chandelier directly above the living room was not turned on. Harry found a light blue leather wallet on the coffee table at home - the logo he didn't recognize, he hadn't seen it before, probably a Chinese brand. He picked it up and looked at it, wanted to open it, but it seemed that he had opened it without the consent of the owner of the wallet, which was not appropriate, so he stayed in his hand for a few seconds and put it down gently.

The BBC news was playing all the time, and the sound was small. Harry drank black tea and didn't pay much attention to the news.

After a while, he couldn't help but pick up the wallet again and hold it in his hand, hesitated, but opened it, and at first glance he saw the place where the photo was placed in the wallet, how could it be a photo placed in it backwards, with the back facing outward. He was curious, pulled out the photo, and looked at it the other way: Jing Hao took a selfie with a boy, and the two smiling faces were so young, pouting, sticking to their faces, selling cute, silly and cute.

Harry looked at it thoughtfully for a moment, then inserted the photo into his wallet as it was, closed it, and gently pressed the buckle back on the coffee table.

Harry then slowly got up from the couch and rummaged upstairs and downstairs, finding several bags, one by one, on the coffee table: a brown paper bag, two beautiful gift bags, a clear plastic bag with a few letters, a frosted translucent plastic bag. He pondered and tried to use what kind of wallet to use to send Jing Hao back the most appropriate and appropriate......

The next day, there was a small class in the classroom, and twelve people finished the class and left one after another.

The eldest of the twelve students, 74 years old, is said to have stopped his master's program at the age of 23 and now plans to return to continue his studies in order to get a degree, because he now has "both time and energy"; The youngest classmate is young and high-spirited, 22 years old, much younger than Jing Hao. Everyone called the 74-year-old classmate "Grandpa Pete".

74-year-old "Grandpa Pete", his legs and feet are not very dexterous, but he doesn't let anyone help him, who wants to help him, he is in a hurry, so he just supported himself with a golden cane and shook out of the door and downstairs.

Looking out of the window, "Grandpa Pete" was struggling to the parking lot, getting into a magnificent and luxurious car, he put his crutches on the back seat, closed the door, and the luxury car reversed skillfully and gracefully, and "Grandpa Pete" swished away.

Some classmates shouted that Jing Hao would go together and go to the campus café for a cup of coffee, and Jing Hao deliberately said that he would go to the library in a while, so let them go first.

Seeing that the classmates were gone one by one, only Jinghao and Harry were left in the classroom. Jinghao, of course, deliberately waited until the end, and she looked up at Harry several times pretending not to care.

Harry was packing up his books and materials on his desk, and when he was done, he drank the last little bit of soda in the green bottle.

Jing Hao lowered his head and deliberately packed his schoolbag, very slowly.

Harry finally walked over with his kit and computer, and handed Jing a brown paper bag, which is usually used for bread in coffee shops, and it was bulging inside.

Jing Hao immediately took it, and when he pinched it, he knew that it was his wallet, so he was relieved! She quickly got up and said thank you to Harry, but Harry only nodded his head and pushed the door out of the classroom with the book and materials.

Jing Hao looked at the back of Harry going out with his arms around the materials and books, and could clearly feel his indifference and rigor and restraint, which seemed to be different from the kind and attentive Harry he met on the Shark House Street that day. Jing Hao was a little confused, wondering: What's wrong? Is there something about yourself being rude?

Looking at the appearance alone, although Harry has the vicissitudes of a middle-aged man, he is still a mature and calm handsome guy at first glance, with bright and handsome facial lines, which has the advantages of Westerners and meets the aesthetic requirements of Orientals, the eyes are not too concave, the nose is not too high, the lips are thick and full, there is an obvious groove in the center of the lower lip, and there is brown blonde hair, fluffy, which is somewhat similar to the hair of Hugh Grant (of course, who has long been an uncle) in the movie "Notting Hill" when he was young. It's just that Harry's face has a little more wrinkles.

In terms of appearance, Harry is a typical British literary style, simple, rough-branched, but clean: often gray or white monochrome crewneck T-shirt with a thick cardigan sweater over it, Martin boots or suede leather shoes on his feet, and dark jeans in black or navy blue. In addition, a thin or thick black trench coat, which is almost standard for all seasons, is sometimes worn on the body, sometimes on the arm.

When it comes to his style, he is very serious when he wears glasses to teach students, and he is even more serious and stubborn when discussing academic issues with others. And when he does other things, he is often meticulous and cumbersome, sometimes too thoughtful and even verbose, probably with some nerdy or even silly air that only British male nerds have. However, his control of time is almost always steady, unhurried and impatient. Of course, these are things that Jing Hao slowly learned later.